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Chapter 437: Chapter 437: No, No, No

Yang Chen immediately called Zhao Teng to ask if he and Wang Jie were at the company.

Fortunately, both of his diligent subordinates were indeed busy at the company. Despite the challenges faced by Yu Lei International, the subsidiary Yu Lei Entertainment had little to do, but they were still doing what they could.

"Do you know that Christine has arrived in Zhong Hai?" Yang Chen asked.

On the other end of the line, Zhao Teng shouted in surprise, "Director, really?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Yang Chen muttered to himself, cursing that crazy woman for playing such games, and said, "I\'m going to the company now to confirm the start of the Yu Lei Star project. Once Yu Lei\'s crisis is over, we will start immediately."

"Director, that\'s good, but can we really get through this crisis?" Zhao Teng clearly doubted Yu Lei\'s chances of success.

Impatiently, Yang Chen replied, "What kind of question is that? Do you want to give up?"

"No, no, no," Zhao Teng hurriedly laughed and said, "I\'ll call Wang Jie to discuss it right away. Director, where is Miss Christine?"

Yang Chen thought to himself, "How should I know?" and said, "She\'ll show up when the time comes. I\'m heading over now."

Ten minutes later, Yang Chen arrived at his office. Zhao Teng and Wang Jie were already excitedly discussing something. Despite the crisis, Christine\'s arrival seemed like a shot of adrenaline.

"Director, you\'re here," Wang Jie said with a smile. "We were just discussing that since Miss Christine has arrived, should we announce it immediately and ask her to discuss the promotion plans with us?"

Yang Chen was happy to comply, as long as it kept Christine from lingering around him. Without hesitation, he opened his computer, logged into a video call software, and dialed Christine\'s number.

Since he didn\'t use a mobile phone, Yang Chen mostly used the computer for communication.

Christine\'s phone supported video calls, and when it connected, the screen showed a boat and a lake in the background.

Wearing large sunglasses and a wide-brimmed hat, Christine was leisurely sipping what seemed to be either coffee or green tea. She was alone on the boat, clearly having rented it out.

Even though most of her face was covered by the hat and sunglasses, Zhao Teng and Wang Jie recognized the superstar they had been eagerly anticipating, their eyes lighting up.

"I remember asking you to come to China to work. What are you doing out there?" Yang Chen spoke in Portuguese, deliberately so Zhao Teng and Wang Jie wouldn\'t understand.

Sure enough, Zhao Teng and Wang Jie looked at Yang Chen in confusion, not understanding why their director was speaking a strange language.

Christine, seemingly used to Yang Chen speaking in a minor language, responded in Portuguese, "Dear Yang, don\'t you think it\'s rude to treat a friend this way? Can\'t I enjoy a few days in China besides leveraging my fame? I missed you before I came here."

"Play? What in this world haven\'t you played with? And whether you miss me or not, I don\'t know, but I do know that the moment you arrived, you caused trouble for me because you can\'t keep your mouth shut. Now, my wife is mad at me," Yang Chen vented some of his frustration on Christine. He couldn\'t deny that it made him feel a bit better.

Christine, however, was completely unconcerned and burst into laughter, "Really? You know, I\'ve been trying to change that habit for centuries, but it seems I fail every time."

Yang Chen cursed inwardly and said, "I don\'t care how many centuries you\'ve tried to change. You must change it in this lifetime! My subordinates need to discuss your promotional schedule and activities in China with you. Get your team over here immediately. I\'m already very stressed. Can\'t you just help me out a bit by behaving?"

Christine pouted, "Fine, but let your subordinates wait until tomorrow morning. My team is still on the plane and will arrive tonight. They need at least one night of rest."

The conversation ended, and Yang Chen closed the video call. He switched back to Mandarin and relayed Christine\'s instructions to Zhao Teng and Wang Jie, asking them to prepare.

Although Zhao Teng and Wang Jie were curious about why Yang Chen suddenly used a foreign language they didn\'t understand, they didn\'t dare to ask. It was, after all, their superior\'s private matter. They only needed to know that things were set.

Having dealt with the troublesome Christine, Yang Chen checked the time. It was almost four in the afternoon. He figured that the hardworking little girl, Huilin, should be heading home soon, so he went down to the recording studio to pick her up.

Unexpectedly, as he reached the entrance of the recording studio, an unexpected figure emerged.

A middle-aged woman in a sophisticated spring outfit, with a scarf around her neck and her hair up in a bun—Yun Miao, surprisingly without her Taoist robe, appeared before him.

Yun Miao had always been skilled in maintaining her youthful appearance, and now dressed like this, she looked no different from a wealthy lady shopping in a high-end mall.

"What, are you surprised to see me?" Yun Miao asked calmly, without any awkwardness.

Yang Chen waved his hand, "Not really, just surprised to see that you have such a stylish Taoist robe."

"Hmph, boy, stop with the sweet talk. My husband is no longer here. As the mistress of the Lin family, I naturally have to take off my Taoist robe and return to secular life to manage the situation. You don\'t need to mock my outfit," Yun Miao said naturally, mentioning Lin Zhiguo\'s arrest without much emotion. After all, she was a woman who had seen many ups and downs and could endure far more than one might imagine.

Yang Chen sighed inwardly. Yun Miao\'s actions clearly showed she had deep feelings for Lin Zhiguo. Otherwise, why would she care about the Lin family\'s rise and fall instead of letting it go?

But if she cared so much, why had she been at odds with Lin Zhiguo in the first place?

Yun Miao coldly said, "Today I came here to talk to my precious granddaughter. Don\'t overthink it. But since I ran into you, let me remind you not to forget your promise to the Yan Huang Iron Brigade."

Yang Chen was puzzled, "What promise?"

"As expected, you forgot," Yun Miao said unhappily. "You promised to help train a new batch of recruits for us."

Yang Chen slapped his forehead and laughed, "That was a promise I made to your husband. Now that he\'s not around, do I still have to do that?"

"Why not? Although I don\'t like you very much, I can\'t deny that you\'re the best trainer we have. We won\'t miss this opportunity," Yun Miao said. "The new general will meet you in mid-month. By then, the new recruits will also be brought to the secret training base in Zhong Hai. I hope you will keep your promise. The Yan Huang Iron Brigade has suffered heavy losses over the past six months. We need strong new blood."

"With that \'Hongmeng\' around, I don\'t think you need to be so anxious," Yang Chen shrugged and smiled.

"If we have to rely on the seniors of \'Hongmeng\' for everything, how can the young people of Yanxia continue to progress? Death is inevitable, but as long as there are survivors, we haven\'t lost," Yun Miao said earnestly.

Yang Chen was just joking. Since he had promised, he would naturally fulfill his commitment.

After Yun Miao left, Yang Chen entered the recording studio and found that Huilin was not practicing her singing but sitting there absent-mindedly, deep in thought.

Seeing Yang Chen, Huilin quickly ran up to him and asked, "Brother Yang, Aunt Wang called me earlier, telling me to be careful because there were bad people attacking. How is the situation now?"

Yang Chen smiled and said, "If you were worried, why didn\'t you go home to check? With your skills, you don\'t need to be afraid of those people."

"I was about to go home, but then Grandma came," Huilin mentioned Yun Miao with a hint of confusion in her eyes. "Grandma said not to worry, that with you around, nothing would happen. I also feel that with Brother Yang here, nothing bad will happen."

"Then why were you daydreaming? What did your grandma say to you?" Yang Chen was curious about Yun Miao\'s sudden visit to Huilin. He hoped it wasn\'t to force Huilin into something. He had experienced Yun Miao\'s matchmaking efforts before.

Huilin bit her lip and said, "Grandma said that singing is not good. She told me to go back to Yanjing and learn how to manage the family, to slowly take over the Lin family."

Yang Chen didn\'t expect this. He thought for a moment and asked, "What do you think?"

"I... I don\'t think I am suitable to be the head of the Lin family," Huilin said, feeling wronged and lowering her head. "I told Grandma that my sister is actually more suitable to be a leader, but Grandma got angry and said I was being ungrateful and lacked ambition."

Yang Chen smiled wryly. Huilin was still thinking about letting Lin Ruoxi manage the Lin family. Lin Ruoxi would never agree to this, especially now.

"What do you want to do?" Yang Chen asked.

Huilin\'s face showed a bit of stubbornness. "I told Grandma that I want to participate in this competition. If... if I lose, I will go back to Yanjing. Otherwise, I will definitely continue singing."

Yang Chen was pleasantly surprised by Huilin\'s determination to pursue her musical dreams. He naturally patted her on the head, "Even if you lose, if you don\'t want to be the head of the Lin family, your grandma can\'t force you. I\'ll protect you if necessary."

Huilin\'s face turned pale, "Brother Yang, are you going to fight my grandma?"

"Silly girl," Yang Chen chuckled. "If your grandma doesn\'t fight me, why would I fight her? Besides, what could she do to me?"

Huilin finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then she realized that Yang Chen was patting her head and blushed. She pouted and said, "Brother Yang, you can\'t pat my head like that anymore."

Just as she said this, a rough yet slightly lewd voice came from outside the door, "Haha, brother-in-law, is this another one of your little lovers? Where did you touch her?"

Yang Chen and Huilin turned around at the same time and saw Tang Jie swaggering in, dressed in a flashy hip-hop outfit, wearing colorful sunglasses, and a low-cut shirt revealing a hairy chest. He looked like a thug from the old days.

Yang Chen felt a headache coming on. How did this guy show up again?!